Chapter 1: {Roles}
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{Roles}
Miles Edgeworth: Odysseus
Phoenix Wright: Penelope
Trucy Wright: Telemachus
Dick Gumshoe: Polities
Franziska von Karma: Circe
Dahlia Hawthorne: Calypso
Kristoph Gavin: Antious
Manfred von Karma: Poseidon
Kay Faraday: Eurylocus
Sebastian Debeste: The son of Troy's very own prince Hector (aka. the baby that Miles/Odysseus had to kill)
Maya Fey: Aeolus
Mia Fey: Athena
Damon Gant: Zeus
Eddie Fender: Hermes
Gregory Edgeworth: Tiresias
Chapter 2: Legendary
Summary:
Legendary Lyrics... I'm open for song reqs if anyone wants one.... Yeah I'm ass at this.
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Trucy: It's just me, myself and I. Stuck in my bedroom livin' in this world you left behind. Dreaming of all these monsters that I'll never get to fight. But boy, I wish I could so I could bring the world some light. Cause I'm stuck with your stories, but have no clue who you are. With no idea if you're dead or just too far. Somebody tell me, come and give me a sign. If I fight those monsters is it you I'll find? If so then, give me sirens and a cyclops, give me giants and a hydra. I know life and fate are scary, but I wanna be legendary. I'll fight the harpies and chimeras, the minotaur and even Cerberus. I know life and fate are scary but I wanna be legendary. There are strangers in our halls, tryin' to win the heart of my dad, but he is standing tall. 108 old faces of men who call me small. They keep taking space and it's not much longer we can stall. 'Cause they're getting impatient, dangerous too. And I would fight them if I was half as strong as you. Somebody help me, come and give me strength. Can I do whatever I can to keep my dad safe? If so then, give me sirens and a cyclops, give me giants and a hydra. I know life and fate are scary, but I wanna be legendary. I'll fight the harpies and chimeras, the minotaur and even Cerberus. I know life and fate are scary but I wanna be legendary.
Suitors: Where is he? Who is the man who'll have you to wed? (Speaking to Phoenix) Where is he? Where is the man who'll you'll spend your life? Cause it's been twenty years,
Trucy: Twenty years
Suitors: And we still have no king.
Trucy: And I'll overcome these obstacles and scrutiny and-
Kristoph: Girl, when's your tramp of a father going to choose a new husband? (Oh, oh) Why don't you open her room so we can have fun with him?
Trucy: Don't you dare call my father a tramp!
(Oh, oh)
Kristoph: I just did. Whatcha going to do about it, champ?
Trucy: Somebody tell me, come and give me a sign. If I fight this monster, is it you I'll find?
Chapter 3: There are other ways
Summary:
Yes ik I blatantly spelled Franziska's name wrong... Forgive me.
Reqs are still open!
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Fransiska: There are other ways of persuasion, there are other modes of control, there are other means of deceit, there are other rodes to the soul. There are actions of passion, you have so much left to learn, want to save your friends from the fire? Show me you're willing to burn.. (woah~)
Miles: Who's to say with all the mistakes I've made, that they will be the last mistakes I'll ever make?
Both: There is so much power, so much power, but there's no puppet here..
Fransiska: This is the price we pay to love..
(I'm just a man)
Fransiska: There is no line, never enough, there is so much power, so much power.
(Forgive me..)
Fransiska: But there's no puppet here-
Miles: I can't! Back at home my husband awaits for me, he's my everything, my Phoenix. And he's all my power, all my power, But it's been 12 long years, oh 12 long years since I have seen my love and now the god of tides, is out to end my life. So I beg you Fransiska, grant us mercy, and let us puppets leave..
Fransiska: hah, Poseidon eh? There might be a way to evade him, there might be a way to get home, though this other way’s very dangerous, it might be your one final hope…
I know of a brilliant prophet, problem is this prophet is dead. I can't get you home but I'll get you to the underworld instead. I'll release your men and I'll get you to the underworld instead…
Miles: Wait, you're helping us?
Fransiska: There are many modes of control. Maybe showing one act of kindness leads to kinder souls down the road. I remember actions of passion, I have been in love once before, Maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer more.. Oh maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer more-...
Soldiers: So much power, So much power. But there's no puppet here, she's not a player she's a puppeteer, No, she's not a player she's a puppeteer, Yeah!